Guess what? ALL of these people fight for happiness ~ but happiness has different voices ~ different styles ~ a different feel ~ different labels.
This is what I actually do for my own happy hour ~ I cloud watch ~ or stare at nature, soaking in the sounds of wildlife. This IMO, is a chubby penguin in a Santa hat, flying with a backpack on. But then, it could be a duck riding a single engine airplane but I see the Super Penguin. (my favorite animal since the 80’s when the Far Side came out.
The more sophisticated folks call this mindfulness but I rather like holding on to the magic of imagination. It’s more fun than sitting criss cross applesauce, holding our thumb to forefinger for a solid hour. Arthritis. Lack of movement. Your legs fall asleep. I’m no yogi. 😉
This is what Happiness Noir is all about. Honoring and celebrating the other stuff that isn’t drenched in delighted light and giggling glee.
I also scroll Instagram for about 5 minutes ~ but I don’t have a lot of patience for that + I don’t think it’s healthy to stay on social media all day. I promised myself a few years ago to give myself 1 hour a day outside of work related stuff.
We choose how we live ~ when we are free people.
To be happy, we must dare to see everything as two sides of the same coin. To know how to truly help people, we have to first know ourselves. Even the darkest parts. Maybe especially the darkest parts.
In peace and learning,
(c) @happinessnoir @InkHoneyPub @K.ArenHenryMiller